The clock does not chime
But the rowan bears berries
And I too can bear
The fruits of my suffering
Held out in love to the world
The clock does not chime
But the rowan bears berries
And I too can bear
The fruits of my suffering
Held out in love to the world
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Yiu say such a lot in such a tiny number of words! That’s a great gift xxxxx
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Thankyou so much Ruth xxxx
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This is beautiful, Lorraine. x
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I love the journey you take us in in just a few lines.
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Thanks Gary. I do live doing these short poems 😊
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